The farmer is getting worried because we already have our holiday
booked and the essential work is piling up with little hope of getting on to the land. (we do get this kind of thing every year I have to say and it always works out alright in the end.)
To this end he made a start today although the land is really not hard enough to be working on. He has hired the massive muck-spreader from friend and farmer M, and is as I write spreading the enormous heap of manure which has stood in the pasture since the cattle were cleaned out. It is well-matured and has served as a playground for a flock of sheep for the last two months - they seem to spend all day dashing up and down it (and these are not lambs!) not to speak of laying on it (it will be nice and warm as it ferments I suppose).
By lunch time he had completed two fields and he intends to work until it gets dark, just breaking off long enough for his tea. I am never happy when he works hard like this - but I have to grin and bear it. At least when he finishes it will be one thing to tick off his list. (and his tractor has a warm cab and a radio so he is quite comfortable).
On another topic - I have completed my notes for my Friday evening talk and practised it to make sure that it takes up the correct amount of time (40 minutes); I have sorted out quite a few artefacts which we have found on the edges of the beck over the years and I shall take these along for folk to look at too. Now that the panic of preparation is over I am indeed looking forward to the whole thing. If I find time tomorrow I will photograph some of the artefacts and put them on this blog. None of them are valuable but they are an interesting look at life through the ages in this part of the world.
Keep warm out there. It is still bitterly cold, although I did notice some daffodils out on my afternoon walk with Tess. Spring will out even if the temperature tells it otherwise.